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Initially, Qin Xiaoliu was only at the first fifteen years of the Imperial Court. However, the Son of Heaven was fond of him and ordered him to see him every day. Everyone knew that the Son of Heaven was extremely fond of his prince.

After sitting in the imperial court for an entire day, his butt was almost stiff. Even his face was stiff as he ate with the group of people who wore fake smiles on their faces. The princess was in the middle of eating breakfast when she saw a table full of delicacies. She immediately took off her official hat and threw it onto a chair. She first picked up a willow leaf dumpling and threw it into her mouth. The princess glared at him in disgust. "The reincarnation of a hungry ghost."

Qin Xiao's mouth was filled with pastries as he muttered: "How can you curse your husband to be a ghost? Then wouldn't you become a ghost wife?" As he said that, he looked at Nangong Miao's face which was about to turn green, and started laughing out loud, spitting out dim sum onto the princess' face. The Princess slammed the table in anger and turned her head to leave. Qin Xiao ran to pull her away, "Miao'er, you haven't finished eating yet!" Nangong Miao hurriedly shook her sleeve and allowed the maidservant to carry her and run away.

When she saw that the princess had run away, she relaxed and leaned back in her chair to look at the sky.

The maid, Jiuzhen, stood at the side for a long time. When she saw Qin Xiaozui, who was either awake or asleep, she quietly went out. After a while, she quietly came back and draped a cloak over her. Qin Xiaobao's heart warmed. There was someone in this mansion who truly treated him with sincerity.

Qin Xiaozui's eyes widened as he looked at Jiuzhen. Jiuzhen immediately knelt down and said, "Your servant has disturbed the prince consort's rest."

Qin Xiaoliu reached out to help her up, "You must be hungry, eat quickly."

Jiu Zhen did not expect him to say this. She stuttered, "This servant, this servant will go to the kitchen to eat."

"Sit down, or else we'll blast you out of the mansion!" Qin Xiaoliu didn't want to waste time talking to her.

Jiuzhen was so scared that she quickly sat down and ate in a refined manner.

"Hey! My cousin! I've come to see you. "

Hearing the voice, Qin Xiaozui immediately put on a mischievous smile, ran to the door, and punched Fengding, "Uncle, why are you looking so kindly at your brother-in-law? Have you gone to see your third sister first? "

Feng Ding said with a bitter face, "Heavens! "I'm not looking at her face. I'm here to visit your lousy friend."

Jiu Zhen swallowed the rice in his mouth and quickly came over to pay his respects. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, follow your master. Why are you still doing this to me?"

Qin Xiao said to Jiuzhen with a smile: "In the future, if you see this kid, you don't need to bow, otherwise you will be chased out of the mansion."

Jiu Zhen was instantly petrified. Was this Prince Consort someone that was easy to serve or not?!

Fengding said in high spirits, "The kickboxing lesson you taught me the other day was really interesting. Playing with my friends made them feel new. Do you have any other tricks?"

Qin Xiaoliu proudly patted his chest, "Follow me in the future and I'll have enough interesting things to do."

He hated her for being so late, and his love for her was so fresh that it almost overcame his imperial uncle.

Fengding nodded his head in satisfaction, and then mysteriously hugged Qin Liangmiao while whispering a few words into his ear. Little Jie laughed and teased him for a bit, and only after seeing that there was no one outside the door did he speak softly: "Keep it down, don't let your third sister hear you."

Fengding prodded her, "You're afraid of the inside. Come on, let's open your eyes and open your eyes." Saying so, she whispered into her ear, "Don't worry, I definitely won't let my third sister know."

Little b * stard Qin followed him all the way to the Dew Pavilion. This was the third time she came, the first time it was for Mo Qingfeng's little red fan. And this time, unexpectedly, the one she met was still that Miss Bing Xin. It was just that today, she had become the Little Red Pot of her uncle's son.

Qin Xiaoliu hugged a beauty on the left and right, forcing a smile while enduring the sweet kisses of the beauties. He wondered when this fight would come to an end.

Woven gold clothing, woven gold clothing,

Persuading the Monarch not to cherish the Golden Woven Robe,

when you are trying to persuade the monarch not to pity the youth,

Flowers unfolded. Straight whiskers folded.

Don't wait till the flower is free of branching.

Ever since Mo Qingfeng was poisoned, Bing Xin became more passionate towards others. After singing, she stood up and walked down the stairs. With her bare hands, she lifted the pearl curtain, and with the arrival of Bing Xin, she revealed an unprecedented brilliance.

Although it was their third meeting, the first time he had a good impression of her was because he had scratched Mo Qingfeng's wound, so his good impression of her was not high. From the looks of it now, this was indeed a beauty that no matter how picky a person was, it was impossible to find fault with. A pair of beautiful eyes gazed at Liu Li, causing one's heart to feel itchy. Such a pair of eyes were as tender and beautiful as two black grapes.

When Bing Xin saw Qin Xiao staring at her, she couldn't help but smile. She poured a glass of wine for her and asked: "Mister Qin, how have you been?"

Qin Xiaoliu held the hands that held the wine cup in her hands and gently stroked it, "The skin is like cream, it can be broken by the blowing of the wind!"

Icy Heart slipped out of her reluctant hand and covered her sleeve as she laughed. The Trembling Pill at her side glanced at her and lightly coughed.

He waved his hand to signal the two female whores to come out before he said: "Uncle, that's not right. He said he's bringing me here to broaden my horizons, and he saw the world already. It's a pity that I can't eat it."

He thought to himself, "To think that you are still a top scholar, seeing a beautiful woman is still the same, you look like a hungry ghost." Then he thought, "That's good, if he was wise and formal, he would be disdaining to bother with her." He clapped his hands, and after a while, a lady in white walked in. He pointed at her with all his might and said, "This is Miss Xue Yi, together with Bing Xin, she is known as the Ice and Snow Sword Sect of the Dew Pavilion."

Although her eyes were furry and tender, they could not reveal any emotion. Her long hair was like a waterfall cascading down, shiny and smooth, and there was only a gold ribbon tied to her head. She did not have the slightest hint of a brothel girl's vulgarity or frivolity, and was awe-inspiring and inviolable, as if a heavenly woman had descended to the mortal world. Qin Xiao jumped up and ran over, pretending to be impatient. He touched her face with a surprised look: "Wuu! Wouldn't it be a pity if such a talent were to appear? "

Unexpectedly, Xue Yi coldly said: "Being caught in the trap, what a pity.".

Qin Xiaoliu acted like she was exaggerating twice: "Uncle, I've already convinced you. How come you know all the wonderful people in this world?" As he spoke, he insincerely patted the snow-white shoulder.

Fengding smiled and said, "Didn't I introduce him to you?"

Bing Xin smiled and said, "Sir Qin, compared to last time, you know so much more!"

Qin Xiao felt guilty, thinking that he should really bring up the topic. Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, he saw Feng Ding looking at him suspiciously, and asked: "What, have you seen it before?"

Qin Xiao muttered, Bing Xin interrupted, "I've never been here before, and I came with Lord Mo. How have you been recently?"

Feng Ding Zhu was surprised, and asked: "Master Mo? Which great man? Mo Qingfeng? "

"Who else but him?" Iceheart's face hardened slightly.

Feng Ding's expression was ugly. He looked at Qin Xiaomeng and asked, "It seems like you have a good relationship with him?"

"Actually, it's like this." Qin Xiaolian quickly thought of an answer in his mind, and a regretful look appeared on his face, "You probably do not know of my previous identity. Oh, that's not right. Miss Bing Xin should know. Yeah, the ice.

"The heart." As she spoke, she flew over and tossed the difficult problem to Bing Xin. She had already explained her past clearly in front of the saint, and had only passed by the area where she had taken refuge in the Dragon Sword Villa. In that case, it was naturally best not to be too intimate with Mo Qingfeng. Not only could they not get too close to each other, it would be better if they had a grudge with someone from their previous life. Although she initially harbored the selfish desire to drag the two brothers into the sea to help her, during these days of interaction, she only hoped that the two brothers would be safe and happy, regardless of whether she could avenge them.

Bing Xin was confused. Looking at his puzzled face, he hurriedly asked: "Me? "How would I know?"

Qin Xiao rubbed his hands and pretended to be anxious: "Do you still remember my outfit?"

Bing Xin nodded. She remembered this too clearly. Ever since she came to the Dew Flower Pavilion, she had not seen any beggars come in, so she just swaggered in. Thinking of this, Bing Xin said hesitantly, "Sir Qin, could it be —" She didn't have the face to say the following words.

"I was a beggar before, you don't need to cover up for me, Bing Xin."

He only knew that the result of his eccentric father's investigation was that he had mixed with the Liu family's gang, and had even managed to achieve the second position. It was said that he was the wisdom of Master Liu, but he had never thought that he would even need a meal.

"I won't hide it from everyone, this humble one was chased out by Master Liu. No one dares to take me in, so this humble one can only be a beggar on the street. "Sigh, when I was in my good times, who didn't know me?" As he spoke, he exaggeratedly wiped away his tears that were not there at all.

Feng Ding Zhu did not care about what he did in the past, but cared about how she knew Mo Qingfeng. He asked, "How did you know that Mo Qingfeng?"

"Sigh." Qin Xiao sighed and continued: "I took him. Who would have known that Lord Mo's kung fu was so high that he had to beat me up to vent his anger. "Later on, when I realized that my literary talent had increased slightly, not only did I stop fighting, I even had a big meal with him and said that he wanted to broaden my horizons." As she spoke, she pretended not to understand as she looked at Bing Xin. She asked, "I remember that Mo Mo was still a guest of the young lady, I didn't want time to fly by and —"

"Cough, cough." When he heard this, his expression changed. Bing Xin quickly changed the topic, "Sir Qin, don't ignore Little Sister Xue Yi."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Qin Xiao patted his butt and hugged Xue Yi to her room. As he walked, he gave Xue Yi an endless sniff.

Feng Ding Zhu glanced at Bing Xin, and asked softly: "Has Mo Qingfeng been here recently?"

Bing Xin pouted, "Tell me everything." What is he doing here? "

She and Mo Qingfeng were destined to have no fate in this life, but Feng Ding was by no means a good man and woman, even if they were enemies with surname Mo, they could only be close friends, and did not want him to fall under Feng Ding's hands.